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balletti</category><category>assaggiatore</category><title>MICROCOSMI EROTICI</title><description>il viaggio di una mente danzante tra cinema letteratura musica e il pianeta terra</description><link>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>258</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MicrocosmiErotici" /><feedburner:info uri="microcosmierotici" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-2082443492472624597</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 22:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-22T00:27:22.602+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">discolabirinto</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">piccoli spazi di felicità</category><title>The power of Love</title><atom:summary type="text">L'afferro tra le mani, ruoto il cursore in cerca del ritmo adatto per correre dietro l'autobus in arrivo. Devo scappare, lasciarmi alle spalle questa scia di appuntamenti chiamati Lavoro.Eccola.Sono in autobus, attraverso una zona che pare appartenere a un luogo senza storia nè emozione... eppure trattasi di Roma, Casilina delle Casiline, in fondo in fondo, anche questa è la capitale.Visualizzo </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/DtMuCSMWO5U/power-of-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/lkmQMdmfoBY/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2011/03/power-of-love.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-2424934670807662616</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2011 14:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-25T15:36:27.923+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fluidificare l'anima</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">la musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">il corpo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rain</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">la danza</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ryuichi sakamoto</category><title>La musica colora la vita</title><atom:summary type="text">La musica addolcisce i pensieri, canalizza la rabbia, scioglie le tensioni, libera il corpo, smuove la creatività, alimenta le passioni, fluidifica l'anima.La musica colora la vita.Colonna sonora delle mie giornate.RicercaPassione Sensualità.Dentro la musica il corpo diventa sinuoso, salta, libera, eccita.Chiedo musica mentre scrivo, mentre passeggio per la via, mentre amo, mentre mi arrabbio, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/NwCOWEzA4aw/la-musica-colora-la-vita.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/8tKfYwc4zxA/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2011/01/la-musica-colora-la-vita.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-5413911108982009912</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2011 10:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-25T11:41:54.973+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">libertà di scegliere</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">eleganza</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">snob</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">piacere sono donna</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">non piacere</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">garbo</category><title>La libertà di non piacere</title><atom:summary type="text">Derido il desiderio costante di piacere ovunque, a chiunque e a qualunque costo. Così diffuso intorno a me il bisogno di soddisfare esigenze altrui, nella vita sociale, in quella lavorativa. Nella vita.In vita.Piacere, non piacere. Sedurre, essere sedotti. Inchinare il capo di fronte al potere, porre una mano complice a chi può essere utile ai propri scopi.L'eleganza, la grazia, il garbo di un </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/HPWwGwI8mYo/la-liberta-di-non-piacere.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2011/01/la-liberta-di-non-piacere.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-8275920590891377313</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Jan 2011 11:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-18T16:17:01.575+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">noia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mahler</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">paul giamatti</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">la versione di barney</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">attore</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dustin hoffman</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">auditorium</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">talento</category><title>La scena</title><atom:summary type="text">"Ora mi alzo!" continuavo a ripetermi ieri durante la rappresentazione di una fracassante, che mi si passi il termine, rappresentazione di se stessi. L'attore si muoveva sulla scena tentando di recitare due personaggi diversi, peccato che si notasse la differenza solo dal cambio di posizione del "rappresentatore" o meglio del raccontatore monotono e monocorde della vita del compositore Mahler.Non</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/b3Kkrlj1Z2U/la-scena.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2011/01/la-scena.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-8820207135414724369</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2011 12:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-06T14:09:49.679+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">vita</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sentire</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">clint eastwood</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hereafter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">livelli comunicativi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">morte</category><title>hereafter</title><atom:summary type="text">Giorni fa una persona cara a mia nonna ha fatto un sogno che mi ha colpito. Nel sogno incontrava mia nonna e le chiedeva :"Alba che ci fai qui? Tu sei morta." E mia nonna rispondeva: "Sì sono morta, ma so' anche viva!"A tale racconto ho avvertito una piacevole sensazione, ho sentito che quella è esattamente la risposta che potrebbe dare mia nonna, ho immaginato la sua espressione nel pronunciare </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/dJfqbPXeGqA/hereafter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2011/01/hereafter.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-100877289994278373</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Jan 2011 16:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-03T18:12:56.301+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Van Gogh</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mostra</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">roma</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vittoriano</category><title>Caro Vincent</title><atom:summary type="text">Van Gogh sei una carezza per chi vive, per chi risplende della magia dell'atto creativo. In una giornata dove la difficoltà di un mestiere che rende materialmente infelici e creativamente gioiosi penetra le ossa, è dolce passeggiare tra i tuoi quadri. Ho sofferto per le cornici, spesso in grado di incupire e spegnere la tua opera, solo alcune erano all'altezza di tanta bellezza. Ho gioito per te,</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/NbbFsjarvvQ/vincent.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2011/01/vincent.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-1967679353342135318</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Dec 2010 09:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-22T12:41:12.516+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">donna</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">coppia</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">uomo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sai anche cucinare</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">amore</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mangiare</category><title>Che mangiamo stasera?</title><atom:summary type="text">Camilla pensò alla prima cena, alla gioia di vagare per il mercato scegliendo i frutti succosi di un amore che aveva preso a scorrerle in corpo. Una volta a casa le mani modellarono con grazia sognante gli ingredienti colorati. Aveva meditato a lungo sul tipo di menù da presentare al suo gradito ospite, voleva stupirlo, deliziarlo con semplicità casalinga, mostrare quella grazia culinaria di cui </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/TDx55HsENSg/lui-che-mangiamo-stasera-lei.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2010/12/lui-che-mangiamo-stasera-lei.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-6740129944746321071</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Dec 2010 09:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-06T10:33:32.915+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">la strada per l'amore</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Liebestrasse</category><title>Liebestrasse</title><atom:summary type="text">Matilde si aggirava per le vie di Monaco cartina alla mano. Era al centro di Max Weber Platz quando un uomo la sfiorò passando, Matilde alzò lo sguardo dalla mappa e chiese in un tedesco improbabile dove fosse Liebestrasse. And der Kreppe era quello che voleva chiedere, ma per qualche strana ragione le parole che uscirono di bocca furono Liebestrasse (la strada dell'amore). L'uomo non le regalò </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/2VjVYscthS0/liebestrasse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2010/12/liebestrasse.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-6822397975824706098</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Nov 2010 10:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-12T11:42:52.919+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jesus christ superstar</category><title>close your eyes, close your eyes and relax</title><atom:summary type="text">MARY MAGDALENETry not to get worried, try not to turn on toProblems that upset you, oh.Don't you knowEverything's alright, yes, everything's fine.And we want you to sleep well tonight.Let the world turn without you tonight.If we try, we'll get by, so forget all about us tonightAPOSTLES' WIVESEverything's alright, yes, everything's alright, yes.MARY MAGDALENESleep and I shall soothe you, calm you,</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/RUPGuIElu8c/close-your-eyes-close-your-eyes-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2010/11/close-your-eyes-close-your-eyes-and.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-5015749068992098618</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Nov 2010 11:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-11T17:55:52.053+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cristiana Rumori</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Newton Compton Editore</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Federica Morrone</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">il teorema dell'amore perfetto</category><title>la mia recensione.</title><atom:summary type="text">IL TEOREMA DELL'AMORE PERFETTOIl libro è la risposta all’eccessiva facilità e velocità degli incontri e delle relazioni. Racconta la possibilità del conoscersi lentamente utilizzando mezzi veloci, dell’andare oltre l'uso e consumo delle frequentazioni, recuperando il senso del corteggiamento, del dialogo come incontro tra due voci che non temono l'ascolto.I protagonisti procedono nelle loro vite </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/Fi5pbv6NTNU/note-sul-romanzo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2010/11/note-sul-romanzo.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-2310767694975423854</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Oct 2010 10:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-22T13:05:48.505+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">39</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anni</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">viaggio</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diari</category><title>39</title><atom:summary type="text">39è un numero importante. La strada si delinea, con gli anni aumenta la chiarezza di ciò che ci fa realmente appassionare.E' dolce crescere ed è buffo notare che certe caratteristiche, certi lati del carattere, certe passioni, predisposizioni, curiosità non cambiano; magari cambia l'intensità con cui si guarda verso di loro ma quel pepe, quel luccichio, quel profumo non muta.Ho tanti diari, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/eBeND8WRuQ4/39.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2010/10/39.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-1281552722756916445</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2010 13:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-11T16:14:07.100+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">donna</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">orgasmo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">anais nin</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diario II</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">uomo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">creatività</category><title>Parole soavi... di Anais Nin</title><atom:summary type="text">"Non riuscirò mai a descrivere gli stati di abbagliamento, di trance, le estasi che produce in me fare l'amore. Più che comunione, più di quasiasi gioia nello scrivere, più che l'infinito, più di tutto questo c'è nell'unità raggiunta con la passione. E' il solo momento in cui sono in riposo, è la sommità, la grazia, il miracolo. [...]"Il solo momento in cui sono a riposo."Tutto il mistero del </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/SaS1ytPSFOw/paroli-soavi-di-anais-nin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2010/10/paroli-soavi-di-anais-nin.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-4174456138228211028</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Oct 2010 12:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-10T15:23:51.011+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">donna</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">l'amore</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">l'esistere</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">uomo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rinunciare</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">il non esistere</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bastare a se stessi</category><title>L'esistere e il non esistere...</title><atom:summary type="text">Qualcuno ieri mi ha chisto: "Se l'amore non esiste perchè tutti lo cercano?"Ed io: "Perché l'amore esiste ma si nasconde molto bene dietro le paure dell'individuo. Il segreto è fa cadere la maschera difensiva".Ritengo questa frase importante.Ritengo di dover esternare questi pensieri.Ritengo di dover abbandonare l'idea cinicamente moderna di autosufficienza.Negli incontri si sta perdendo sempre </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/yX8gkldxNrU/lesistere-e-il-non-esistere.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2010/10/lesistere-e-il-non-esistere.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-6367115557423199449</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Oct 2010 08:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-08T10:33:05.422+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pagina scritta</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">danza</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">uomo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bacio</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">marchio</category><title>Leccare una nuova pagina</title><atom:summary type="text">Ogni uomo mi ha lasciato un segno, un bacio, un marchio, una ferita, una carezza che si rinnova ad ogni ricordo. Ascolto le musiche del film "Amelie" e nuoto nella consapevolezza che la vita è ricerca_attesa_energia_forza_sopraffazione_stanchezza_danza_silenzio_pensieri nella notte. Gambe che s'incrociano teneramente, occhi che si guardano, corpi che accendono desideri, che creano nuove attese, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/yoCSa7E-0Hg/ogni-uomo-mi-ha-lasciato-un-segno-un.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2010/10/ogni-uomo-mi-ha-lasciato-un-segno-un.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-1915380348201893337</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Oct 2010 14:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-07T18:26:28.014+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">libri</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">social network</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">danza</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rubrica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">micocosmi erotici</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mente creativa</category><title>SI RIAPRE...</title><atom:summary type="text">dopo più di un anno di pausa torno a scrivere nel blogforse per il bisogno di curare una piccola rubrica, andare oltre i libri che pubblico, oltre i social network, oltre il diario che scrivo quasi quotidianamente, oltre le chiacchiere per la via, le confidenze tra amici, le riunioni di brainstormig...le idee prendono varie forme, almeno in una mente come la mia che sente il bisogno di danzare </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/qtRy2zH1dqY/si-riapre.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2010/10/si-riapre.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-2054689657141086788</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 10:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-30T12:44:03.072+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">newton compton</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">101</category><title>si chiude</title><atom:summary type="text">chiudo questo capitolo per aprirne di nuovi1 ottobre 2009esce il nuovo libro, una viaggio nella romanità 101 osterie di roma dove andare almeno una volta nella vita...</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/lxGYcDVkqP4/si-chiude.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2009/09/si-chiude.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-4895989238203725657</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 21:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-16T23:54:15.255+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">julie driscoll</category><title>dance</title><atom:summary type="text" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/qo77B8Y6QiY/dance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-5316204918987860267</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 21:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-16T23:48:04.360+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">julie driscoll</category><title>torno ballando</title><atom:summary type="text" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/azxRUzWqWg4/torno-ballando.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2009/04/torno-ballando.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-930821135330668692</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2009 19:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-27T20:11:49.869+01:00</atom:updated><title>...</title><atom:summary type="text">"Non c'è niente di più originale che essere come si vuole essere." Luis Sepulveda- Il potere dei sogni 2004</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/Ep2X2TW28KM/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-1317509741465304716</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 19:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-21T20:44:01.835+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">calibro35</category><title>Pubblicità</title><atom:summary type="text">una band strepitosa dal vivo, in cd o come vi pareCalibro 35 per i cultori degli anni 70per chi si emoziona di fronte ai talentiparola di cristianaah aha hapereppeppè</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/3PVD7GEBhRM/pubblicit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2009/01/pubblicit.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-7405019974899534378</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 18:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T19:56:58.556+01:00</atom:updated><title>Mr President</title><atom:summary type="text" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/URAfRE_X47k/mr-president.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2009/01/mr-president.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-6728476827317473723</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Dec 2008 14:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-28T15:43:08.927+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pablo neruda</category><title>SIEMPRE Pablo Neruda</title><atom:summary type="text">Prima di menon sono geloso.Vieni con un uomoalla schiena,vieni con cento uomini nella tua chioma,vieni con mille uomini tra il tuo petto e i tuoi piedi,vieni come un fiumepieno di affogatiche trova il mare furioso,la spuma eterna, il tempo!Portali tutti dove io t'attendo:sempre saremo solisempre saremo tu ed iosoli sopra la terraper iniziare la vita!____________________________Antes de mìno tengo</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/knmIw3HL27o/siempre-pablo-neruda.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2008/12/siempre-pablo-neruda.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-1407201129986809946</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2008 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-16T21:47:41.020+01:00</atom:updated><title>mi piace...</title><atom:summary type="text">... recuperare una dolcezza che sento mia, decidere di non temere, sorridere alle proprie armi poggiate in un angolo della stanza, guardarle, lucidarle con la mente e poi decidere di starne lontana.Le so usare, le so sempre usare, loro sono lì, in un angolo, luminose, splendenti fanno ombra su di me. Ma è tempo di deporleè tempo di sorridere a me stessaè tempo di camminare nuda. Libera.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/Zl8DMOinTHk/mi-piace.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2008/12/mi-piace.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-2282130259179661866</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 22:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-04T23:48:31.562+01:00</atom:updated><title>Frank Frank... you make me dream</title><atom:summary type="text">My funny valentineSweet comic valentineYou make me smile with my heartYour looks are laughableUnphotographableYet youre my favourite work of artIs your figure less than greekIs your mouth a little weakWhen you open it to speakAre you smart?But dont change a hair for meNot if you care for meStay little valentine stayEach day is valentines dayIs your figure less than greekIs your mouth a little </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/-FjtRuR1vtY/frank-frank-you-make-me-dream.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2008/12/frank-frank-you-make-me-dream.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30519404.post-5663669184454248181</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 09:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-26T10:20:19.580+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">berlino</category><title>Berlino</title><atom:summary type="text">La musica in una lingua che non conosco avvolge la stanza, sembrava che il sole potesse splendere oggi ma il cielo cambia in fretta. Quel grigio mi riporta ai colori di Milano, agli anni vissuti al nord. Bello scoprire una cittä, perlustrare le strade curiose, entrare nelle Gallerie di Auguststraße, guardare, pensare, divertirsi per tutto ciö che respira novitä. Energie creative si sciolgono </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MicrocosmiErotici/~3/jZ5tSXjkFWk/berlino.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (cristiana)</author><feedburner:origLink>http://microcosmierotici.blogspot.com/2008/11/berlino.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

